Chapter 2 SEX WITH A STRANGER
Allis's POV
I tipped my chin, walking into the room, barely glancing at the strippers. There was a bed in the room. This was definitely a private lounge. And I was willing to make the most of it.
A smirk was playing on his lips, and it threatened to annoy me further.
“What do you want?” He asked, and I bit my lower lip as I took in the sight of him. His blue eyes seemed to stand out even in the dim light. His hair had a messy tell to it.
My eyes drifted down to his body, where I could make out the outline for his abs. I swallowed hard. The first two buttons of his white shirt was left unbuttoned.
“Are you just going to keep staring till your eyes poke out?” He asked in amusement. “Or are you going to tell me what you want?”
“You,” I finally said without even thinking twice.
“Then you have me.”
I looked back at the strippers. “Get out.”
He chuckled. “I like feisty.”
“Shut up and fuck me,” I said, straddling him as I bunched my gown at my hips. He ran his hands through my waist, before grabbing my ass. I moaned, biting my lower lip.
I leaned down for a kiss, and he didn't hesitate to take it. His tongue slipped into my mouth, like it or we fighting mine for dominance. I tugged hard against his hair, wearing a groan from him. I could feel his bulge grow beneath me.
My fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, and I could finally breathe when I took it off. I leaned down, latching my tongue against one of his nipples. His grip tightened against my waist, making me smile to myself.
I slipped off his thigh, undoing his belt and zipper. He got up slightly allowing me to pull his briefs off. His cock sprang right at my face, and my eyes widened.
“I can't take it,” I gasped, running my hands through his long shaft.
He tipped my chin with his index finger. “No going back, Now get to it.”
I ran my tongue through it, before taking the length of him in, until he hit my throat. My hands were wrapped at the base, going in rhythm with my mouth. I could feel his precum trickle down my throat. He grabbed my hair, guiding me on how he wanted it to be.
“Holy sin,” he groaned. I brought my hand to my clit, slowly rubbing against it through my panties. He pulled away immediately, tapping my face lightly with his hard dick. “Only I have the right to pleasure you here.”
He got up, towering over me. He turned me around, undoing my zip. Even under the influence of the alcohol, it still felt weird having another man that wasn't my husband undress me.
“Do you want this?” He asked calmly, and I nodded a little too quickly.
“I like eager,” he whispered against my ear, as my dress dropped to the floor.
I stood naked before this stranger in nothing but panties. He turned me around again, running his thumb through my already hardened nipple. I threw my head back in pleasure.
His free hand slipped in between my thighs, and knees buckled. He chuckled, knowing the effect that he had on me.
“You're soaking,” he whispered as he leaned down for an even harder kiss. “You're fucking gorgeous.”
He wrapped his arm around the back of my thighs, lifting me up. I quickly wrapped my legs around his torso. He led me to the bed, where he ripped my panties off.
“I hope they weren't your favorite pair,” he muttered, but I couldn't even bring myself to answer him.
He went down, slowly flattening his tongue around my clit in slowly and steady strokes. my back was already arching off the bed, and he pushed it down again.
“Steady, Holy sin.”
“Stop,” I whispered. “I want all of you. Now.”
He went back to his kneeling position, smirking. “Your wish is my command.”
I raised my legs, wrapping them around his shoulders. He positioned himself at my entrance, slowly thrusting in like he was counting every inch. I gasped for air as I felt him filling me in. I could feel my whole body try to stretch and accommodate his whole cock.
“You good?” He asked, sounding equally breathless. He was obviously finding it hard to keep it together.
“Yes,” I whispered. That was the permission that he needed to thrust into me like his life depended on it. “Fuck!” I moaned, already feeling my orgasm coming as the bed rattled with violence.
He leaned down, folding me like pretzel, still thrusting into me as he wrapped his tongue around my nipple, while running his thumb along the other one.
His other hand was circling around my clit at the same time.
“I'm… I'm gonna…” I said, trying to form the words all to no avail. I didn't miss the smirk on his face as he thrusted harder.
My toes curled against his shoulders, as I came with more force than I had in years. But he wasn't even done yet.
He pulled back quickly, taking my tiny ankles in his hands as he flipped me around, so that I was laying on my stomach. He widened my legs, thrusting into me from behind.
My moans and his groans were the only things that I could hear. “Harder,” I begged, feeling my second orgasm rolling in.
“Come with me to hell,” he whispered and I came as if on command. He jerked quickly, and I could feel the sticky liquid on my thighs. He scooped up some of his cum, slipping it back inside.
I stayed in the same position as I tried to catch my breath. He leaned down to kiss my shoulders.
“You'd never forget me,” he said, making me sneer. I was sure that I was going to forget him before the next morning.
He collapsed by my side, and I felt myself slowly crawling to him to hold me. He didn't push me away. He wrapped an arm around my waist, and it didn't take long before I slept.
The sun was barely up when I woke up the next morning. My clit was still pulsing, and I smiled to myself as I looked at the man laying beside me. It was more than important that the both of us didn't meet again.
I leaned down to kiss his plump lips, before reaching for my bag, bringing out my cheque book. I quickly wrote a huge amount, and dropped it right on the table, beside his clothes.
“That should be enough to tide you over,” I whispered.
I put my clothes on, checking my phone and seeing countless calls from Olivia. I was going to make it up to her later on.
For now, I had to move on with my life, no strings attached.
Or so I thought.
